By Jolie Robinson
Finding out I was pregnant my senior year of high school was something I never expected would happen to me. It felt like everything I had planned for the future suddenly came to a halt. My goal was to compete in track and field at a D1 university so I assumed that was no longer an option for me. I thought that having a child meant giving up my athletic dreams, but I was willing to do that for my son. I knew it would be a small trade off for the blessing his life would become no matter how it changed what I initially planned for my life.
The challenges seemed overwhelming as a young mother. Between balancing my classes, homework, practice, and parenting, it has felt like there are simply not enough hours in the day to get it all done. But with the support of my family, friends, and coaches, I’ve been able to overcome many of these challenges.
For me, my son is my driving force. He motivates me to work hard and accomplish my goals. Knowing that he is watching and looking up to me pushes me to be the best version of myself in every aspect of my life.
This past weekend, I had the incredible experience of winning the Big West heptathlon championship. It was a moment that I will never forget, and having my son there to greet me at the finish line and join me on the podium made it even more special. It was a reminder of all the hard work and sacrifice that I put in and the support that I received along the way.